Poor Stevie Wonder could not hook up his electronic piano to the computers and sound system he needed to. Poor guy was just flummoxed. Luckily I happened to be striding by the stage he was on and helped him out.
Dreams are the cleaning out of all the gunk that gets stuck in your brain. Why Stevie Wonder? I happened to see a title for his biography while looking for another book. That’s it. But for some reason he got stuck in my grey matter. Weird brain stuff.
Laura D Durham 
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